Young Love
And what does it mean
To write of young love
When all that is seen
Is crushed from above?
I think they should know
What comes of desire,
And where love will go
When passion does tire.
A song sang for her
Will soon leave her ears,
Though he thought never
It could disappear.
Heartbroken and sore,
Love is nothing more.
To write of young love
When all that is seen
Is crushed from above?
I think they should know
What comes of desire,
And where love will go
When passion does tire.
A song sang for her
Will soon leave her ears,
Though he thought never
It could disappear.
Heartbroken and sore,
Love is nothing more.
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I was bored, and my English teacher told me that boredom is the best time to create,